Love In Masonic Time

Theirs was a family of masons
There is no mystery of the square and trowel
Just its practice
Somewhere back in history
A great-grandfather to the tenth power
Fit one rock on top of another and the family building trade
Began
His dad was a block layer who could hold four blocks
In one hand
A huge man who saw life in black and white
Mortar and block
He started out as a brick layer who now built brick facades
For luxury apartments
Wondering how the world is moving at the speed of light
The level line was his measure and mean
His daughter is an architect designing eco-tech high rises
Using pre-formed Chicago concrete materials
Understanding stresses that he could no longer comprehend
His brother was a crane operator who use to swing the ball
And now runs a demolition team
Bringing down in a single blast what it took men at one time
Years to construct
His son owns a green materials company
Using methods that didn’t exist when he was born
Layer by layer, craft on craft
Coral build on the layers of the living to sustain life
Continually building on the past
Sustaining a life in motion for existence
Reaching ever up and adapting to increasing light and warmth
Understanding the golden mean without ever knowing a
Square or level line
Parent to child with love and mastery of the trade
Building on the past without setting the crushed stone for the base pour
Will topple the structure